Hi,

I know it has been a very long time since I posted here and I am truly sorry for that. My muse left me a while, then I bought an appartment and I had a lot to do there. But I made you all a promise and I kept it. So here is the last chapter and the epilogue. I want to thank you all for the great adventure it was being with you and the Moonlight's fandom. I don't think I'll right other fictions here, because I'd like to finish the novel I started to write and the fictions on the True Blood fandom.

A big thank you to all of you and especially some friends that I found here thanks to Moonlight, to my wonderful Beta Moonjat who became a dear friend to me and Ancholia who made me discover this great TV-show and it's partly because of/ thanks to her that I write now fanfictions. :)

Okay, so here comes the last chapter. Thank you!

The moon shone in the night, spreading its light in a silent dark room. A lonely figure stood next to the window watching outside. The white light from the moon covered the pale and severe face of a man who had just killed.

Josef Kostan had finally destroyed his last enemies but the weight of their deaths remained in his dead heart. By killing Lola he also had destroyed the memory of his Sire and her love. He squeezed his wrist remembering Lola's last words.

They were facing each other in the park behind the manor; in the back they could hear the sound of the other battle going on, when her voice finally broke their silence.

"She came here the week before she died."

Josef's body froze when he realized who Lola was referring to. She saw it and laughed.

"She was his favorite. He loved her so much and preferred her to me so when he told me that she had disappointed him, I was finally hoping that he would come back to me. But of course he didn't because she'd fell in love." She paused and smiled, showing her fangs. "In love with you, Josef. She wanted to turn you and told our Sire at the same place where I stand now. He gave his consentment and was proud of her. So I followed her to Italy and I saw her turn you, feed you, love you."

Anger filled Josef's body. She didn't need to say more, he understood what had happened.

"You killed her." His voice was deep and cold.

"Yes and even after all these years and all the clues, you never suspected me. You decided to forget her and follow me instead." Lola laughed again.

He discovered by facing her that she had not only killed the love of his life but also tried to destroy her whole bloodline. Lola was the reason why his Sire had been killed during the Reign of Terror. Josef Kostan was the eldest vampire in his bloodline and the thought of it filled him with despair.

Josef made a silent prayer to his two Sires before turning around, looking worried at his friend, son and brother.

Mick St John was sitting in the darkest corner of the room, beside a bed. His head was bent down, his hands holding tight a cold hand close to his mouth. His mind was playing over and over again what happened the night before. So many lives lost because of the insanity and pride of crazy vampires. That night, not only his enemies had perished, men who'd become his friends died too. He squeezed the inanimate hand between his. He was about to lose so much more.

Mick had lost the sight of Josef and heard Lance coming closer to him. It was finally time to put an end to this madness.

"You have come to your final death Mick St John."

Mick made a step forward.

"Oh yeah, you think so?"

And with vampire speed they both raised their saber in the air, the moon reflecting its light in the silver blades. The two vampires moved fast making the blades sing their cold and deathly song.

Mick possessed this time all his power. Last time he met Lance, he was only human but now he could use the strength from Josef's blood to fight back. He tried to cut his head off but Lance was faster than him. He began to feel the terrible wounds made by Lance's sword. His blood covered his clothes but he was determined to kill him for good. He had to do it for him and for Beth.

He jumped on Lance but the French vampire suddenly moved around and jumped on the roof of the old manor. Mick followed him leaving his fellows fighting the other vampires behind.

Mick was slowly losing all his strength and Lance used it against him. His faith in victory was starting to fade when he suddenly lost his blade. He now faced Lance with no weapons, covered in blood. He saw Lance raise his sword above him, ready to cut his head off when suddenly a blade flew through the air and pierced Lance's chest. Mick looked behind and saw Henri smiling at him. Mick didn't take time to think twice and griped the sword from Lance's hand.

"Go to hell" Mick growled before cutting Lance's head off.

He looked at the dead body at his feet, Coraline's smile came to his mind and he slowly realized that he finally was at piece with her.

He turned around and saw Henri putting a stake in one of his brother's chest before decapitating him. The French man was severely injured but with some fresh blood the old vampire would heal. Henri stood up and looked exhausted as he walked towards Mick. But as Mick was about to thank him, a vampire jumped behind Henri and cut off his head.

Mick had barely time to scream Henri's name when he saw his poor head fly in the air, his body heavily falling on the ground. Mick moved in vampire speed and cut the vampire in two growling like a beast.

The picture of Henri's death was now printed in his mind. The man had saved his life and Mick hadn't been able to return the favor. He felt guilty and responsible for his death. Henri had come all the way from France to save them from the danger. Mick hadn't trusted him at first but the French vampire had showed him that he had good intentions and had even turned against his own bloodline to save Beth's life.

Mick squeezed the cold hand in his tighter. His relationship with Coraline had provoked a real cataclysm, a terrible tornado which had destroyed so many souls. He slowly lifted his eyes and stared at her pale face. She looked like she was asleep and reminded him of the night he saw Sarah for the first time. Sadly Mick could now understand what Josef had felt all those years long. His lips brushed her cold fingers and he prayed for her to open her eyes.

He bent his head down, lost again in the pictures of what happened the night before.

Mick stood beside Henri's body and looked around. The ground was a terrible sight completely covered by blood. Bodies lay all around him and he saw the Cleaner's men starting to clean some of the bodies. It seemed like the French vampires had been defeated but this was only a battle; the War wasn't over.

Mick turned around and tried to scan the place and find Josef. But instead of his friend, he smelled a familiar scent. He moved towards the dark trees and saw him hidden behind one dead tree.

"You were supposed to wait for us." His voice was cold and heartless.

Talbot raised and looked terrified at Mick.

"I know but I couldn't just wait." Talbot's eyes moved beside Mick and caught the awful scene.

Mick turned around and saw the Cleaner's men take care of Henri's body. He closed his eyes and made a silent prayer. When he opened his eyes again, he realized that Talbot was staring at him and that the Human was hiding something from him.

He faced the attorney.

"Talk now Talbot"

"Beth might be in danger."

Rage and worry filled suddenly Mick's body.

"What? How?" He grabbed violently Talbot's collar and pushed him against the tree.

"They know about her. I didn't know what I had done until it was too late."

"What did you tell them?" Mick's fangs were on full display.

"I just wanted to protect her."

"What did you tell them?" Mick asked one more time, his anger on the edge.

"I… I don't remember"

Mick lifted his body and was ready to kill him when a voice behind him made him stop.

"Mick, don't!"

"He gave them my Beth!" As he looked behind him, he saw Josef, his face and hands covered by blood but relieved that his friend was alive.

"Mick, we still have a chance to find her. I know where she might be."

Mick stared back at Talbot who was scared to death, and slowly put him back on the ground.

He opened his eyes and kissed one more time her cold hand.

Beth had changed so many things in his life. From the day he saved her, she had saved him. He had found redemption as a vampire and since the night he had met her again by the fountain, he had discovered something much deeper. Love. And even with all the ordeals they had met on their way, their love had grown stronger. Beth had been turned into a vampire and she had managed to amaze him more. Already as a human, Beth had showed him that she was a strong and intelligent woman, and as a vampire those aspects of her personality had become stronger.

Mick had never managed to keep her in the car and the very thought of her face when he asked her to stay in the car made him smile sadly. This time too, she couldn't just stay behind. She had found a way to help and she had done so much more. Thanks to her, the whole bloodline was destroyed.

He leaned down and slowly brushed her soft blond hair. Her face wasn't peaceful, her features showed pain, a deep, silent pain that he couldn't cure and that made him suffer as well. His hand paused on her carved cheek. She was so thin, so pale. Beth was slowly dying and he couldn't save her. A sob escaped him and he started to cry silently.

She just couldn't stay in L.A. She had to go to France and fight them too.

Talbot, Josef and Mick took one the black cars and drove as fast as possible to the place where Beth was supposed to be.

This time it was Josef who was driving, knowing that his friend was in no condition. His eyes were fixed on the road, his hand clenched to the steering wheel, hoping that Beth was still alive. He couldn't even think of her death. It would destroy his friend and he knew that Beth being dead also meant the death of Mick. Josef had thought of all the possibilities, even the worst one and he was prepared to face them.

Talbot was sitting in the back of the car, staring outside, nervous. His life meant nothing if she was going to die and he was ready to die to save her. He anxiously turned his eyes towards Mick. It was the man she loved, that she had chosen to save and because of him, this man was going to lose her.

Mick's eyes were locked on the dark fields. The sky on the east side was starting to become lighter. The early morning broked the darkness of the night and it was a matter of time before the daylight would show their destiny. She just couldn't stay in the car. That was who she was. He had always admired her courage, but this time it might cost her life and he couldn't think of a life without her.

Mick clenched his fists on his thighs as he slowly saw the large castle appear in front of him. It was the place where everything began and where everything would end.

Coraline had been turned in those very walls and the French family was going to die today in the same place. Mick was ready to massacre each vampire of this family. They had Beth and they would pay for that.

The car entered the alley and Mick opened the door before his friend could stop the car.

Her scent reached him as soon as the fresh air touched his skin. She was here. All of his body screamed for her. With vampire speed he entered the castle and nothing or nobody could stop him.

He followed her scent and arrived in a little room. What he saw then just stopped him in his track.

A staked body lay at his feet and he recognized the famous face of Richelieu, Du Plessis' twin brother. His gaze slowly moved until it froze.

"Beth!" His voice was a terrible scream in the silence.

Du Plessis was holding her inanimate body close to his and looked at Mick who fell at his side, taking her body in his arms. He held her tight against his chest, crying her name, not noticing Josef and Talbot who'd entered the room, facing their biggest fear.

Du Plessis entered the room and exchanged a look with Josef who came towards him. They both stared at the doomed couple. Beth was going to die and Mick was ready to follow her.

"Mick"

The silence was finally broken by Josef's voice.

Mick didn't look at the two vampires but lowered his hands, showing them that he was listening.

Du Plessis took a step towards the bed.

"I may have found a way to save her."

Mick lifted his face and the French vampire was shocked by the sight of his pale face.

"I am not sure that it will work but we have to try." Beth was dying and nothing could make her pain worse.

Mick's eyes were locked on Du Plessis and pleaded him to continue.

Du Plessis took something from his pocket. It was a little silver box; the same one Coraline had showed to Mick the night she made him human again.

Mick's eyes opened at the sight of the box. He knew what it was and understood what Du Plessis had in mind.

"It's not much and unfortunately there's enough only for one vampire. The rest has been destroyed by my brother. If Beth becomes human again, her blood may be able to regain control of her body."

Josef moved on the other side of the bed, facing his friend. He recognized the look on his face, it was the one he himself wore when doctors came with new theories about saving Sarah's life. After all these years he had become more careful. He only hoped that Du Plessis was right or they would have to both control Mick's anger and despair. Josef had been prepared for all eventualities. Even to help his friend to die.

Mick nodded and took the little box from Du Plessis' hand. He opened it and the sight of the cure reminded him of the night he had tasted human life again. This time he would save his Beth.

Du Plessis and Josef watched Mick take a silver knife from his pocket. They both held their breath. Time around the four vampires slowed down as the silver blade opened the pale skin and let black blood run from her veins. After Mick put the rest of the cure in the wound, the three vampires stared intently at the body lying on the bed.

The color of her skin began to darken a little and sweat appeared on her face as the fever deepened. Suddenly Beth finally opened her eyes and a terrible scream broke the silence.

Mick held her shoulders down on the bed and tried to calm her down but she seemed possessed by the devil itself and she didn't even seem to hear his voice.

Josef stood on the other side and watched with pain the suffering Beth was enduring.

Mick turned abruptly towards Du Plessis, his gaze filled with terror and disbelief.

"Do something!"

And as it had begun, Beth fell unconscious again. Mick stared at her, ready to see her scream again, but she lay silent.

The three vampires stood saying nothing because they all knew the terrible truth. Beth was dying.

There it was, the door number 5 was in front of her. It had been one month since her turning and now she was standing in the corridor closing the door.

A lifetime was closed and another one was to begin. Beth Turner had a new home and eternity before her.

She turned around, taking the last bag and as she stepped outside the building, she closed her eyes and breathed the fresh air of the night. Then she heard the familiar sound of a car. She smiled and felt suddenly tender lips on hers.

"Are you ready?"

She opened her eyes

"Yes."

"Okay let's go."

She sat in the Mercedes and looked at the handsome face of her lover, savior and Sire. Mick St John had saved her as a child and now as a woman.

Beth put her hand on his and felt so happy, but it had taken a long time before she could feel this warm emotion. She could still remember the cold darkness that had enveloped her, feeling each drop of the evil blood burning all her body. She knew he was staying close to her, she could hear his worried voice but she couldn't wake up, she was prisoner of the darkness. Then she had felt a strange warmness fill her veins but the soft feeling didn't last long before the fever and the pain brought her body further to hell. After that her mind had been lost into a strange void where she thought she saw a light. She tried to follow it and had found herself in the room of Le Louvres where a woman sat, like years ago, when she only was a student. The woman turned around and walked towards her. She was smiling. Beth knew that woman, that smile, but something was different though. For the first time Beth could see real happiness on the woman's face. The evil smile was gone, despair was turned into peace. It was then that Beth felt warmness spread in all her members. The light became brighter and she heard a soft voice that reminded her of an Angel. A Guardian Angel… She knew she had to follow the sound of it and she did. Finally she'd opened her eyes and saw the face of her Guardian Angel who cried and smiled at the same time.

Beth Turner had been saved by the blood of her lover who had finally turned her.

The car stopped and Mick's voice brought her back to real life.

"Beth?"

"Yes?"

"They're waiting for us."

She followed Mick towards the building and a man nodded to them.

They went inside the elevator and Beth smiled as she felt Mick's lips nipping her neck. She turned her head and caught his mouth with her lips. She was still surprised by how much she needed to feel him. Their kiss grew deeper until a voice interrupted them.

"I know you haven't seen each other in like ten minutes, but can't you wait another ten minutes before jumping on each other?"

Beth laughed

"I'm sorry Josef. Tell your son to behave!"

"He's not my son." He said with a sparkle in his eyes.

"I'm not?" Mick asked stepping outside the elevator. "Then it may also be a mistake saying that you're her grandfather."

"I forgot how funny you two can be." Josef concluded finishing his glass of scotch and walked towards his desk.

"Where are the others?" Mick asked as he sat in the couch.

"Du Plessis is having a nice dinner and I think I saw Talbot talking to my new lawyer."

"You left him alone with Simone?" Beth sat beside Mick, putting her hand on his thigh. She exchanged a look of complicity with Mick.

"She's an adult." Josef finally answered, staring the couple with his glass refilled.

"Oh so you are jealous." Mick noticed.

"I should warn Ben." Beth added.

"I think I preferred you both when you two were in danger."

Beth finally stood up and walked towards the old vampire who was now the eldest vampire in their Bloodline.

"Don't worry Josef, we won't tell Simone you like her." She whispered to him.

She moved to the large window and looked at the city then back at the two vampires. She was now sharing their blood, their history and their life, and she knew that it was the beginning of a new adventure that she was prepared to experience.

The End